At first, the two old men felt strange when they heard her rough voice. It turned out to be a man, but they didn't know any soul-changing technique, so how could they know whether it was true or not. Gu Laozhong ran to Beisanpo opposite at night and asked Mr. Shi to come and take a look at the girl. Mr. Shi said that she was indeed possessed by someone. Her body was a woman, but her soul was a man's. Mr. Shi asked who was chasing Wang Zijun. She told him what kind of evil technique these people had used. Mr. Shi's face suddenly changed, and then he went back without saying anything.
Gu Laozhong felt sorry for the girl's plight and told her that the village was remote and no one would come here, so he let Wang Zijun stay at home. A few days ago, when his daughter came back, she heard about this and asked if it was a transvestite. They were so old, but they didn't know the term transvestite because there was no electricity in the village, they had never watched TV, and they had never read newspapers. Even if there were newspapers, the two old people couldn't read a single word and couldn't understand them.
Wang Zijun lived peacefully in their home for 20 days. The night before yesterday, his wife tripped over the threshold when she was leaving the house, and broke both of her legs. When they called a man in the village who often set bones for animals, Gu Laozhong also foamed at the mouth and fainted on the ground, and has been unconscious ever since.
At this point, Gu Laozhong's wife continued to say that when Wang Zijun saw the situation, he knew that the group of people came to find her. He told the old lady that she had to leave, otherwise it would implicate their whole family. The old lady also asked her to bring some dry food and water, and watched her go out in a hurry.
Later, the old lady fixed the broken bones and asked Yazi to help take care of the two old people. But Gu Laozhong was lying on the kang and talking nonsense, which frightened the old lady and Yazi, so they called a few relatives over. As a result, the blood words were found the next morning. These relatives discussed with the old lady and said that the old man seemed to be dying, so they should let Yazi find his daughter to see him for the last time. Yazi then rushed to Dalian to take Gu Xiaoning home. As for Wang Zijun, where he ran to, no one knew.
Shen Bing and I looked at each other and sighed. We finally got a clue about the monkey cub, but who knew it would be lost again. According to them, this mountain is hundreds of kilometers in radius. Beyond this mountain, it is rarely visited by people. Legend has it that there are many yellow-skinned people, fox fairies, and snake fairies living there. Many people have gone there to dig ginseng and never returned. There are only a few survivors, and they brought back many terrifying legends.
If Wang Zijun escaped into the mountains, even if he was not found by those grandsons, he would probably not be able to escape the bloody mouths of ferocious beasts or ghosts, foxes, demons and fairies. Thinking of this, my heart sank, and I felt that Wang Zijun's hope of survival was slim.
It was just past noon, so I got up and asked Yazi to take me to Beisanpo. Because I thought Mr. Shi, the local Yin-Yang master, should know something about these grandsons. After visiting Mr. Shi while it was still early, I could still get back to Nanwupo before dark.
There is an insurmountable chasm between the two villages, north and south. The chasm is so deep that you can't see the bottom. It is covered with mountain mist all year round. Once a villager fell into it, his body could not be found. If you want to go to the other side from Nanwupo, you have to go back to the fork in the road, which takes more than two hours at the fastest.
As we walked, Yazi told us that the names of Nanwupo and Beisanpo originated from the fact that the two slopes were not a whole piece of land. The north and south slopes were divided into five and three pieces by deep ditches, which were suitable for farming and living, so the two villages were called Nanwupo and Beisanpo. Later, after several earthquakes and mudslides, the north and south slopes were condensed into a whole piece of land, but the village name remained.
Although Beisanpo has two fewer slopes, it is larger than Nanpo and has a larger population. Because there are several generations of Yin-Yang masters in Beisanpo Village, after the bombing four or five years ago, their village has a much better Feng Shui than Nanwupo, so the population is prosperous. However, no matter how good the Feng Shui is, it is difficult to change the inconvenient transportation situation. It is still as poor as before, but life is just a little better.
As we were talking, the three of us climbed to the outside of Beisanpo Village.